Chapter 22

“I have something to say to you,” Magdalene said, and Emily looked at her before facing front and back, and they sighed.

“You are the first person that walks in here and pities me, quite kind of you!” Magdalene said, and Emily smiled a little.

“When I was a teenager, I was seeing things like you, and I could draw them, but I just was too lazy to do it. I preferred to go out with my friends and have a nice time. After a while, the loads in my head got more and more unbearable. I was dying slowly, and finally, I slipped into insanity, and when Father John found me, he helped me. He gave me a chance to draw it out. He allowed me to start offloading my luggage and start thinking rationally. He believed in me, but can we really free all the burden away? I started thinking about my drawing, and I realized they were things that happened. I had the dream before it happened, and I could have stopped it, but I neglected my vision and caused a lot of